The Flogger

It's beautiful. It has an 8 inch handle with a thick strap of leather at the end of the handle. The whole handle is bound in leather straps. Flowing like water out of the other end are strings. Thick foot long strings of leather. It's just beautiful. You can see some of the strings are frayed others are broke in half. The handle has wear marks on the leather as well. This thing gets used a lot. It's my favorite one and I love to just look at it. The use it has got just shows the quality of leather. As I stand remembering I hear foot steps. I back away from the wall and stand still. He's coming.

"I'm wandering the house looking for her then it dawns on me. I know where she is. I head for the bedroom. There she stands in front of the wall with The Flogger hanging on it. I call it that because it's special. It literally is the one. I grab it and she will lose it. I walk further into the room and she looks up and smiles. That smile mixed with those blue green eyes get me everytime. I find her in here a lot when she's stressed. I will help her but now is not the time."

He walks into the room and grabs my hand. I smile and look at him. He knows what I need. I always need it. He kisses my cheek and whispers later. We walk out of the room and back to the kitchen. He's making dinner and it smells amazing but the kitchen is not helping to distract Mt mind. The black towel with tasdles on the end remind me of the flogger. I wonder if they are as soft and tantalizing. Dinner is almost done so I go to make the table. I see him leave the kitchen but pay no mind. I am distracted and lucky I got the table set.

"She's setting the table while I go grab "it" I know what she needs. I place it in my back pocket pull my shirt over it and go back to getting dinner. I place the food on the table and get her sat in her chair then I sit down. While she is dishing her plate I slide it onto my lap. Once I have my food I start eating, I notice however her eyes are glossy and she's barely touching her food. This can't happen. She needs to eat."

I don't really touch my food. I'm to distracted. My body is tense. I'm stressed. I'm angry and pent-up. I need release and I can't even focus enough to eat. Then I feel it. The slightest touch of leather tassel on my inner thigh. I instantly go rigid and freeze. Is he really doing this at the dinner table? I look at him and nothing. No movement no hint of excitement just eating his dinner like every night. I must really want this I'm imagining shit. I eat a little more and feel it again. This time I don't react but eat more. Then I feel a smack to my thigh, I know this game. Sir wants me to eat good and I will get what I need. I re adjust myself in my chair and dig into to dinner. Suddenly I have a huge appetite and dinner taste amazing. I have never been so hungry.

"I knew she would understand. She always does and no word need spoken. I put it back on my lap and continue dinner. While she clears the table I put it back and finish helping her. She's not sure if she imagined it or not but she ate and drank her water. She will definitely get what she needs tonight. She has been a good girl."

We finish clearing the table, turn out the lights, and head to the room. As we walk through the door I look to the wall. There it hangs untouched. I must just be needing. I turn around and he has the biggest smile on his face. I don't understand why though. Then he tells me he sneaking levels are improving and I know at once I didn't imagine it. He snuck it in and back out. I ate all my food focused and even had water. This man is getting good at this. I playfully smack his chest and look down. My submissive side is busting at the seems and I am all but gushing for him. He walks around me and grabs it off the wall. As he comes back to me he cracks it across my ass and the moan that escapes me is primal needy and wonton. I am his always.

"I Crack the flogger across her ass and she moans so beautifully. Easy baby girl were just getting started. I remove her jeans and top and she stands before me in just her bra. Why no panties? Because she is naughty and hasn't wore them since 14. I admire the goddess before me and slowly caress her with the tassles. She's shivers with anticipation and I bring the flogger down on her backside. Her legs wabble but she doesn't fall. I never want to hurt her so I tell her to lay on the bed on her back with her legs spread."

I lay on the bed on my back. Spread eagle. I remove my bra and release the last restriction I'm wearing. He crawls on the edge of the bed, still wearing his jeans which drives me nuts. I hate not being able to see him. He gets closer to me on the bed and whips my pussy whith the flogger. I squirm and wiggle away. He gets up from the bed and grabs the black rope we keep beside the bed. After securing my hands and ankles he proceeds to use the flogger on my thighs belly and dripping pussy. I'm covered in welts, sweating like a whole in church, and so wet there's a puddle on the bed beneath me. I can tell by the bulge in his jeans he isn't going to wait much longer.

"She's wonton, needy, and perfectly primed for my cock. I remove my jeans and my dick springs up and smacks my stomach. It's hard and ready to go. I move up the bed and position myself between her legs. I tease her entrance and she wiggles in her binds. She wants it so bad.....I grab the flogger and strike her pussy again. She moans and tries to spread her legs wider, in a flash I enter her tight wet hole in one thrust. She cries out and pushes against me as best she can. I start pumping in and out of her with force and determination. I am going to make this goddess come apart. While ramming for home I grab the flogger once more and strike her breasts. Her breath hitches nipples get hard and those magic words leave that beautiful mouth....."please daddy" I strike her breasts a few more times while thrusting harder. She's begging and thrashing her head from side to side now. I let it build a little more before telling my princess to cum for daddy. With a final thrust and blow to the breasts she thrashes, muscles clinch, contracting around my cock and she screams out. Her orgasm rips through her and pulls mine from me. My balls hitch I shake and blow my seed in her. We're both sweating breathing hard and spent.

"He slowly pulls out of me and releases me from my binds. I don't move cause honestly I can't. I have no energy left. He gets up and starts the shower. I groan because there is no way I can walk in there. He comes back and picks me up bridal style and carries me to the shower. After cleaning me he puts me back in bed and showers himself. As I lay there my body is relaxed. My mind is at ease. My stress is gone and my eyelids are heavy. I feel the bed dip and warmth envelope my backside. I snuggle up and embrace the darkness that comes. My last trailing thought is of how much I love this man and all he does for me. With one last glance across the room I smile big close my eyes back and sleep. "

Before she fully fell asleep she looked at the wall one last time and smiled big. There on its hook where it belongs, in its place waiting for next time she needs it, The Flogger.